Whose farming family has the male protagonist giving three piglets as a gift at the beginning?

Grandma Su touched her head and said, "Why don't you buy one for yourself?"

"I still have some. The ones you made for me last year are still here. But I'll buy more next time. Our whole family will make some so that we can wear them when my eldest brother gets married."

Su Ziling really doesn't have any obsession with clothes and accessories. Clothes are fine as long as they can be worn and are not damaged. He really has no obsession with new clothes.

"Grandma, please help me heat up the pot so I can make lard."

"Okay." Grandma Su sat in front of the stove, "How much meat did you buy? I think your father's carrying pole is about to break."

"We went there late, and the pork fat had been sold out early, so we bought 70 kilograms of fat and 20 kilograms of lean meat.

There are two pieces of pork belly, which I plan to bring back for cooking. I have to work at home, and I can’t eat bacon and sausage every day. This won’t last long.”

She took a basin and took out all the meat. She cut the fat herself and took the lean meat to the yard and asked a few aunts to help chop it up. She would fry it dry and add it to the mushroom sauce.

Mother Su went to put away the noodles she bought, "Are you hungry? I steamed buckwheat buns for lunch and there are two left. I'll heat them up for you."

"I'm not hungry. Let's have something hot together later."

Mother Su lowered her voice and asked, "Have you sold the chicken mushroom oil? I see there is none left in your backpack."

Su Ziling burst out laughing, "Mother, you don't think I can't sell it, do you?"

"Chicken mushroom oil is delicious, but at the price you mentioned, it probably won't be easy to sell in Yongchang County."

"It's sold out. Not only that, he's also bought all the chicken mushroom oil we have this year. We have to win at least a little bit. Moreover, the oil I brought back was made by him for me..."

As she finished her words, she remembered that she...

I think no money was given?

At that time, after taking the oil, he was afraid that Su's father would go back on his word, so he took Su's father and ran away, forgetting about giving him the silver.

"Sold out? That's good. I was worried that no one would want it at this price. By the way, how much do you sell it for?"

Su's mother took a piece of pork belly, washed it and started cutting it.

"Six taels."

"Six taels? Six taels is good, more than you originally planned..." Su's mother paused in cutting the meat and blinked. How much did she say?

She slowly turned her head to look at Su Ziling who was cutting fat meat, "How much silver do you want for a jar?"

"Six taels." Su Ziling's tone was particularly light.

Six taels?

Six taels!!!

"How much did you say?" Su's mother broke into tears.

Su Ziling put down the knife in his hand, his face full of helplessness, "Six taels, six taels, that's what you heard, six taels of silver per jar, ten jars sold for a total of sixty taels."

As soon as she finished speaking, the whole kitchen fell silent. Mother Su slowly turned her head and muttered while cutting meat, "I really heard it. How could this mushroom cost six taels of silver per jar? Mother, did you hear it?"

Grandma Su nodded, "I heard it too, she said six taels."

With a clang, Su's mother's kitchen knife fell to the ground. Su Ziling frowned, looking worried, "Is your foot okay?"

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Su Ziling picked up the knife, and Su's mother came to her senses.

"Xiaoqing!" Su's mother came closer, "Six taels of silver for a jar?"

"Yes." Su Ziling nodded, and then said: "Mother, can you be more calm? You are so startled. Do you know how dangerous it was just now? What if the knife happened to fall on your feet..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm watching, it won't fall on your feet, this Alpinia argentea is so valuable, let's collect more, I tell you..."

"Mother!" Su Ziling raised his voice.

Mother Su swallowed her saliva, turned around and did not forget to wash the kitchen knife, and began to cut the meat seriously, "Okay, okay, I know, I will pay attention."

"This pork belly is still quite fatty. We won't need to add oil when we cook the vegetables later. We can just stir-fry them. Do you think it's better to stir-fry the bracken or the pickled vegetables?"

Seeing that Su Ziling was silent, Grandma Su added, "Let's fry some preserved vegetables. They are sour and appetizing."

Su's mother glanced at her quietly, then lowered her voice and said to Su's grandmother, "Mom, did you hear that? That chicken mushroom oil costs six taels of silver per jar!"

Grandma Su nodded and said, "I heard that. Last year, we only sold a jar of mushroom sauce for fifty cents."

Although the two of them spoke in low voices, they were in the same kitchen after all. Su Ziling was helpless as he listened to the muttering voices beside him.

"Grandma, mushroom sauce is different from chicken mushroom. The prices of other mushroom sauces will generally be higher than last year, but not too outrageous. Chicken mushroom oil is what the county magistrate wants, and it needs to be shipped to Shangjing to be sold."

"The county magistrate wants it?" The two were shocked again. "Oh my god, no wonder it's worth so much money."

Then she continued to cut the meat. "If only these were all chicken mushrooms, we would be rich."

"If it were all chicken mushrooms, then it wouldn't be worth so much money. Scarcity makes things valuable."

Su Ziling cut the fat into small square pieces very quickly. She added a little water to the pot and poured the cut meat directly into it.

Grandma Su agreed with this, "That's right, things are valuable when they are scarce. If they become too common, they won't be worth the price."

Su's mother lifted the lid of the steamer and loosened the rice with chopsticks. When she saw that it was cooked, she took the steamer out of the pot.

"I don't understand these things, but I have seen that Alpinia ternata is valuable. By the way, don't tell others how much this mushroom was sold for, so as to avoid making others feel uncomfortable and causing trouble."

Su Ziling glanced at her and said, "Mother, do you think I'm stupid? Or is my grandmother stupid?"

Mother Su: "..."

She looked at Grandma Su, then at Su Ziling, and muttered, "Okay, I'm the only one who looks stupid here."

"Mother, what did you say?" Su Ziling asked as he didn't hear clearly.

Just then, Su's father came in from outside. Su's mother said, "I said your father is stupid."

Father Su: "?"

what happened?

"Why did you come in?" Su's mother glanced at him.

"I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?" Father Su scratched his head and looked around.

Finally, I got two hot steamed buns, one in each hand, and ate them in big bites, feeling very happy.

Su Zizhong and Ershi came back just in time for dinner, carrying two sacks with the mouths tied tightly. Others didn't know what was in them, but the people in the Su family knew better; they were leaves of the firewood plant.

"Brother is back?" Su Ziling had just turned over the pot and came out of the kitchen when she saw Su Zizhong and the others. She smiled and said, "I thought you wouldn't be able to make it to dinner."

"I closed my stall early today, so I picked some safflower leaves. How are you doing today? Is the chicken mushroom oil selling well?"

"It's going smoothly. Go eat first and I'll tell you later." Su Zizhong nodded. He also knew that it was not suitable to talk about these things because there were so many people around.

Today's dinner was very rich. Su Ziling bought some meat, and his mother fried a bowl of meat with pickled vegetables. Su Ziling made a dish of boiled pork slices and fried a bowl of dried bean paste. He also took out the dried mushrooms that were dried but not eaten last year and fried a bowl of them.

She had a bowl of cold mixed watercress. Since there was no rice soup in the evening, she simply cooked a pot of soy flour milk.

The Su family had dinner before the sun went down. They had a big pot of boiled pork slices, a dish that no one had ever tried.

The color looks bright red, the meat slices taste tender and smooth, and the soup is especially delicious when used to soak in rice.

There are a lot of side dishes in it, including vermicelli, lettuce leaves, shredded wood ear, and a handful of red bean sprouts. Their mung beans were sold out last year to make mung bean soup, so there are no mung beans left, and bean sprouts cannot be grown.

Su Ziling sprouted some red bean sprouts, which were also very delicious, though a little coarse, but had a relatively sweet taste.